Our placid life together changed last year when a single professional woman moved into our neighborhood. Nancy is around Gretchen’s age—one year older, and twelve years older than me. Crisp and elegant in her appearance, Nancy wears her brunette shag shoulder length and likes adorning her slim fingers with jeweled rings.
She often wears two or three rings on her hands, each in a different setting. Although Nancy is about average height, at just under five six, she is probably twenty pounds heavier than actuarial tables say she ought to be.
Most of the extra heft can be traced to Nancy’s breasts, which are literally stupendous. Gretchen and I had drinks with Nancy after moving in and found her very appealing. She and Gretchen began shopping together on weekends, and became close friends.
